What a winter. If I could choose I would hibernate like a bear. I'm dreaming of my spring flowers and looking through magazines and catalogs. The painting is one I did after finding a type of flower I've never grown or even painted before. I long for the mornings I can sit out on my back porch and sip coffee. I even promise not to yell at the squirrels. Oh spring where are you? But I don't recall any better springs than the ones after long hard winters. Oh the metaphors... So for now I try not to let the longing kill the present moment.
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It's only in the last few years that I discovered hellebores--they're the prettiest flowers, aren't they?~ I've never grown them that I recall, though I have seen them in local nurseries. You'll inspire me with your lovely painting of them.
Hi Amy, I wish I could send you our early spring. I just took some daffodil photographs from my garden, as they are the first signs of spring here. Your painting is beautiful! Stay warm until the spring sun comes your way~
~Theresa
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